Maybe I'll Be 48 And Die In

Never Let Go Of That Fiery Sadness Called Desire.

I Always Wear The Same Thing Onstage.

Then I Read Little Women, And Of Course, Like A Lot Of Really Young Girls, I Was Very Taken With Jo - Jo Being The Writer And The Misfit.

New York Has Closed Itself Off To The Young And The Struggling. But There Are Other Cities. Detroit. Poughkeepsie. New York City Has Been Taken Away From You. So My Advice Is: Find A New City.

Will You Pretend You're My Boyfriend?